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...know you're a red-hot pepperoni when rivals attack you and employees tremble whenever you come around. A visit from John Schnatter, the perfectionist CEO of the fast-growing Papa John's International pizza chain, makes "the hair stand up on the back of your neck," says Tracy Friedlein, who manages a company-owned pizzeria in Louisville, Ky. "You run to do everything to prove yourself." But Pizza Hut chief Mike Rawlings, who has brought a federal lawsuit charging that Papa John's "better ingredients, better pizza" campaign is false and misleading, sees Schnatter in a harsher light. "They...
Lewinsky, a typical child of divorce--skilled, as many such children are, in secrecy, guilt tripping and seduction--found herself a new family in Washington. She was happy with them for a while, and they with her. And everyone's needs were met, as the therapists say. Papa Bill, Mama Linda and Baby Monica got what they wanted from one another, each in his own way. There was only one problem: they hardly knew each other. Let alone themselves...
...mystery you are going to get. The other songs are in banal-cute popenglish, which is that language which rhymes every so often at the cost of linear narrative or even fundamental sense: "I'll be your Baba Papa/I'll be you Baba Papa/If you'll be a BaBa Papa to me." Okay. What do you say to that? You just bob your head along and agree...
Otherwise, you would never have known that thing about the Baba Papa. And, you would have been fed some other inanity by some other pop band. My theory is that International Velvet got to three the same other inanity by some other pop band. My theory is that International Velvet got to three the same way that Sartre won the Nobel Prize for Literature--because somebody had to. It (either the album or Sartre) is not something you want to take to a desert island with you. Unless you are certain that you are going to die soon, and want...
...remarkable feature of Catatonia is the vocal uniqueness of Lewis. Hers is a sexy, scratchy elfin voice that sounds like Bjork with a mild fever and a wider range, that adds a disarming freshness to the songs. I especially like the way she whispers "Baba Papa," Which suggests all the subtle sweet sex appeal of the continent (although, strictly, Wales, you Know...